After a moment of thought, Chen Fan calmly asked, "Sir, are these manuals really as amazing as you say?"
"Young man!"
The old man stared wide-eyed, with a look of disbelief. "You're an old customer. Even if I lied to others, I wouldn't lie to you, right?"
Chen Fan smiled and nodded. "Since you've put it that way, sir, I guess it would be impolite to doubt you."
"Exactly, exactly."
The old man nodded his head like a pecking chicken.
He seemed to see eighty yuan bills waving at him.
To be honest, the money was coming ridiculously easily, too easily.
When he went back later, he planned to write a few more and aim for double digits, perhaps sell for two hundred, no, three hundred to this fool.
Feeling guilty? Yes, a little, but not much.
After finally catching a big fish, wasn't he supposed to hook it thoroughly?
"Sir,"
Chen Fan said unhurriedly, "there's actually something else I haven't told you."
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